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Stories
May
10, 2004
Diane
Christian
Images & Abstractions &
Genitals
May
8 / 9, 2004
Cockburn
/ St. Clair
Torture: as American as Apple Pie
Adam
Jones
America's Srebrenica: What About the Hundreds of POWs Suffocated
and Shot at Kunduz?
Douglas
Valentine
Who Let the Dogs Out?: Torture, the CIA and the Press
Kurt
Nimmo
Rush Limbaugh and the Babes of Abu Ghraib
Brian
Cloughley
Humpty Dumpty is Falling
Lucia
Dailey
Forbidden Games
Joanne
Mariner
* * * *: Redacting Moussaoui
Mickey
Z.
Please Forgive U.S.? (There Are No Innocent Bystanders)
John
Chuckman
The Thing with No Brain
Doug
Giebel
Someone Knew: There Were No WMDs
Norm
Dixon
How the Bush Gang Exploited 9/11
Sam
Bahour
A Guiding Light Falls on Ramallah
Susan
Davis
Disorderly Conduct as Fine Art
Dave
Marsh
In a Pig's Eye: Alan Lomax, Dead But Still Stealing
Laura
Flanders
Life with Dick and Lynne
Dave
Zirin
Fans Push Spiderman Off Base
Carolyn
Baker
Why I Won't Vote in 2004
Prince
"Ain't No Sense in Voting"
Dr.
Susan Block
Onan for Two: Liberating Masturbation
Poets'
Basement
Smith, Sleeth, Ford, Albert and Saska

May
7, 2004
Human
Rights Watch
10 Prisons; 9,000 Prisoners: US Detention
Facilities in Iraq
Ron
Jacobs
UnAmerican? I Wish It Were So
Robert
Fisk
An Illegal and Immoral War
Ahmad
Faruqui
The 50th Anniversary of Dien Bien
Phu
Alexander
Zaitchik
From Terrell Unit in Texas to Abu Ghraib: Doesn't It Ring a (Prison)
Bell?
Mike
Whitney
The Price of Victory
Norman
Solomon
This War, Racism and Media Denial
M.
Shahid Alam
A Comic Apology
May
6, 2004
Jeffrey
St. Clair
They Did It for Jessica: Smeared with
Shit; Kicked to Death
Kathy
Kelly
May Day in Pekin Prison: Prison Labor
for the War Machine
Werther
The Sunk Cost Fallacy: War as Vegas
Casino Game
Lawrence
Ferlinghetti
Totalitarian Democracy
Robert
Fisk
"Smoke Him": Video Shows Wounded
Men Being Shot by US Helicopter
John
Janney
Torturing the Way to Freedom?
Christopher
Ketcham
Outlaw Heterosexual Marriage Now!
Alan
Farago
Dead Oceans: So Long, Thanks for the Fish
Sam
Hamod
Bush on Arab TV: Worthless and Demeaning
James
Brooks
Sullen Spring
William
S. Lind
On the Brink of Defeat in Iraq

May
5, 2004
Maj.
Gen. Antonio M. Taguba
Complete US Army Report on Abuse of
Iraqi Prisoners
Kathleen
and Bill Christison
Kerry: a Lost Cause for Progressives?
Will
Youmans
Deal with the Devil: a Palestinian
Zionist and the End of the World
Patrick
B. Barr
Terrorists R Us: the Powerful are Exempt from the Label
Lawrence
Magnuson
Nightline's All-American Morgue
Greg
Moses
Pocketbook of Denuded Ideals
Niranjan
Ramakrishnan
Tormenting Prisoners, Torturing
Truth
Lee
Ballinger
Cinco de Mayo and Unity
Gilbert
Achcar
Bush's Cakewalk into the Iraq Quaqmire
Website
of the Day
Operation Phoenix & Iraq

May
4, 2004
Human
Rights Watch
A Timeline of Torture and Abuse Allegations
and Responses
Kurt
Nimmo
The CIA Privatized Torture
David
Peterson
CBS, Self-Censorship & Iraq
Barry
Lando
CACI's Private Torture Chambers
Patrick
Cockburn
Torture: Iraqis Disgusted, But Not Surprised
Dr.
Susan Block
Indecent Insurgents: Watch What You Say
Fidel
Castro
A Mindless, Unnecessary War
Mike
Whitney
Empire of Torture
Sonali
Kolhatkar
How to Stop the War: Demonstrate Against
John Kerry
Josh
Frank
The Lost Sierra Club
Stan
Goff
The Role: Another Open Letter to US Troops in Iraq
Agustin
Velloso
Spare Us Your Disgusting Ethics
Stew
Albert
American Know-How
Website
of the Day
Scenes from a Cover-Up
May
3, 2004
Virginia
Tilley
Let the Wall of Silence Fall
May
1 / 2, 2004
Patrick
Cockburn
An Army in Disgrace, a Policy
in Tatters, the Real Prospect of Defeat
Robert
Fisk
"Good Guys" Who Can Do No
Wrong
Alexander
Cockburn
Watching Niagara: Stupid Leaders,
Useless Spies, Angry World
Heather
Williams
Gringo, We're Going Home: Latin
American Troops Flee Iraq
Diane
Rejman
An Army Vet on Torture in Iraq:
Abu Ghraib as My Lai?
Diane
Christian
Blood Spilling: Osama, Bush and
Sharon Speak the Same Language
Patrick
Cockburn
Seems Like Old Times in Fallujah
Dave
Lindorff
Bush's Torturous Logic: Shocked,
Shocked, Shocked
Chris
Floyd
Suicide Bomber: Neocons, Nihilists
and Annihilation

April
29 / 30, 2004
Dave
Zirin
A Pawn in Their Game: the Unlonesome
Death of Pat Tillman
Kathy
Kelly
The Warden's Tour
Greg
Weiher
Fallujah and the Warsaw Ghetto: the
Banality of Evil
Michael
S. Ladah
Terrorism and Assassination: the
Ultimate Depception
Patrick
Cockburn
The Fallujah Mutinies
April
28, 2004
Christopher
Brauchli
Meet Congressman Know-Nothing:
Tom Tancredo
Wendy
Brinker
The Politics of the Numb
Faisal
Kutty
The Dirty Work of Canadian Intelligence
John
Chuckman
Seeking the Evil One
Mike
Whitney
Flag-Draped Coffins and the Seattle Times
Tom
Mountain
Rwanda and the F***** Word
Graeme
Greenback
The Iraqi Alamo: a CNN/CIA Production
Tracy
McLellan
The War Comes Home
M.
Junaid Alam
We are the Barbarians
William
Loren Katz
Iraq, the US and an Old Lesson
April 27, 2004
James
Davis
The Colombia 3 Acquitted
Dave
Lindorff
Chalabi as Prosecutor
Bruce
Schneier
Terrorist Threats and Political
Gain
Cockburn
/ Sengupta
British Generals Resist Calls for
More Troops to Aid Americans in Iraq
Walt
Brasch
Presidential Letters: The Day I
Was Asked to Feed an Elephant
Saul
Landau
The Empire in Denial and the Denial
of Empire

April 26, 2004
Patrick
Cockburn
Crossing the Shia Line: US Troops
Prepare to Enter Najaf
Wayne
Madsen
Trading Places: Will the US Go the Way of the USSR?
Grover
Furr
Protest, Rebellion, Commitment
Elaine
Cassel
Lies About the Patriot Act
Mickey
Z.
Inspired by Pat Tillman?
Greg
Moses
Bremer's De-De-Ba'athjfication Gambit
Gila
Svirsky
Anarchy in Our Souls
Uri
Avnery
Vanunu and the Terrible Secret

April 24 / 25, 2004
William
A. Cook
Tweedledee and Tweedledum: Kerry
and Bush Melt into One
Jeffrey
St. Clair
Stryking Out: a General, GM and the Army's Latest Tank
Brandy
Baker
A Revitalized Women's Movement? Let's Hope So
Robert
Fisk
A Warning to Those Who Dare Criticize Israel in the Land of Free
Speech
Ben
Tripp
October Surmise: a Case of Worst Scenarios
Nelson
Valdés
"Submit or Die": Iraq and the American Borg
Lucson
Pierre-Charles
Haiti's Return to the Future
Kurt
Nimmo
The CIA Killed Pat Tillman
Mark
Scaramella
Does Anybody Know Anything?
Patrick
Cockburn
The Return of Saddam's Generals
Gary
Engler
Welcome to La Paz: a Vacation in Tear Gas
Col.
Dan Smith
Whistling in the Dark: Israel, Palestine and Bush
Greg
Weiher
Iraq is Utterly Unlike Vietnam...
Elaine
Cassel
Life on the Outside: a Review
Vanessa
Jones
Letter from Australia: Why an Independent Won Sydney
Jim
French
Agriculture's Bullied Market
Hammond
Guthrie
Al Aronowitz, Bob Dylan and The Beatles
Poets'
Basement
Jones, Holt, Albert, LaMorticella

April 23, 2004
Ron
Jacobs
The Only Solution is Immediate Withdrawal
Dave
Lindorff
Imagination Deficit Disorder
Mokhiber
/ Weissman
Contractors and Mercenaries: the Rising Corporate Military Monster
Norman
Solomon
Country Joe Band, 2004: "What Are We Fighting For?"
Cynthia
McKinney
All Things Are Not Equal: the Perils of Globalization
CounterPunch
Wire
A Bitch Called Wanda
Karyn
Strickler
Sierra Club, Inc.
Hammond
Guthrie
Yellow Caked in the Face
Paul
de Rooij
Graveyard of Justifications: Glossary
of the Iraqi Occupation

April 22, 2004
Patrick
Cockburn
When Terror Came to Basra: "I
Saw a Minibus of Children on Fire"
Tanya
Reinhart
The Wall Behind Disengagement
Lance
Selfa
Why is Kucinich Still in the Race?
Josh
Frank
Street Fighting Man? Kucinich's Pulled Punches
Sen.
Robert Byrd
Bush Owes America Answers on Iraq
William
S. Lind
Why We Get It Wrong
Mickey
Z.
Undoing the Latches
Robert
Jensen
Why They Fast: Remembering the Victims of the World Bank
John
L. Hess
The New York Times from 30,000 Feet
April
21, 2004
Gary
Leupp
Yeats on Iraq
Alfredo
Castro
Colombia's Forgotten Prisoners
Dr.
Susan Block
Bush's Taliban Drug Deal
William
A. Cook
George 1 to George 2
Jack
Random
Iraq and Vietnam
Jean-Guy
Allard
Alarcon Meets the Editors
Mike
Whitney
Charade in the Desert
Bill
Christison
Only Major Policies Changes Can
Help Washington Now
April 20, 2004
Dave
Lindorff
Bush and Kerry Share a Problem
Stan
Cox
Wal-Mart's Magic Numbers
Bruce
Anderson
On Listening to Air America
Joseph
Kalvoda
Czech Mate for Condi
Greg
Moses
Yesterday's Intelligence
Stan
Goff
The Democrats and Iraq
Website
of the Day
Santorum Happens
April 19, 2004
Kurt
Nimmo
The "Central Hand" of the
Resistance
Mike
Whitney
Bob Woodward's Imperial Trifles
Douglas
Valentine
52 Pick-Up and the 100-to-1
Rule
John
Chuckman
The Sharon Annex: Evil Does Often
Triumph
Doug
Giebel
Welcome to the Club
Rahul
Mahajan
Hospital Closings and War Crimes
April
16 / 18, 2004
Robert
Fisk
Bush Legitimizes Terror
Saul
Landau
Subverting Brazil and Cuba
Dave
Lindorff
Paying for War: $2,150 per Family
and Counting
Brandy
Baker
Fallujah's Collateral Damage
Mickey
Z.
The Left Attacks from the Right
Bruce
Jackson
The Bush Press Conference: Gott Mit
Uns
Norman
Solomon
How the "NewsHour" Changed
History
Alexander
Cockburn
Bush, Kerry and Empire

April
15, 2004
Greg
Moses
Follow the Families, Not the Script
Virginia
Tilley
The Carnage According to Gen. Kimmitt:
Just Change the Channel
Ron
Jacobs
They Coulda Been Champions of the
World: Hurricane Carter and Ron Kovic
Michael
Neumann
A Happy Compromise: Hate Crimes
Reporting in the Toronto Globe and Mail

April
14, 2004
Tom
Reeves
Return to Haiti: an American Learning
Zone
Reza
Fiyouzat
Japan and Iraq
Ron
Jacobs
What Bush Really Said
Diane
Christian
The Real Passion

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May
10, 2004
John Ashcroft,
Keep Your Mouth Off My Wife!
Talking the
Homeland Security Blues with Bingo the Philosopher Dog
By JOE BAGEANT
I'd be the first to admit that sitting
here in this garden shed drinking Jim Beam and feeding pork rinds
to my dog Bingo (a black mutt of the type we call a "piss
hound" around here) may not be the be the best vantage point
from which to examine national security affairs. However, it
must be said that when the nebulous tendrils of U.S. security
policy begin to reach down this far into everyday life, far enough
to rattle a 57-year-old pee dribbler such as myself, it sure
as hell can be called pervasive, at the very least. Not only
pervasive, but also downright personal too. John Ashcroft publically
insulted my wife. I kid you not. I never thought I'd see the
day when I would be ready fo a balls-to-the-wall scrap with the
Attorney General of the United States. I really didn't. So last
week I sent him a nasty note, from which I quote, in order to
explain to you, dear reader, the sordid details:
"John, goddammit, we are
going to have to thrash this thing out! Thanks to you, my librarian
wife, who is pretty much the stereotypical, quiet, matronly archivist
down in the basement of the local scriptorium, can be fined and
sent to prison if she refuses to hand over library records and
public internet logs to federal agents. In fact, under the USA
Patriot Act, she can be prosecuted if she tells anyone at all,
including coworkers and me, that the government came snooping
around. And YOU, Mr.Ashcroft, made wisecracks about the National
Library Association's objections to this spying on citizens,
calling the librarians' concerns "baseless hysteria,"
and a "hissy fit over Tom Clancey novels." At the same
time you and I both know there are plenty of librarians more
than happy to hand over records to government spies, for political
reasons or merely for the excitement of it all. My wife is not
one of these people. (Nevertheless, I find it rather chilling
that she and I seem to have an unspoken agreement not to discuss
it, so potentially shattering are the repurcussions. Also, she
knows I have a big mouth.) "Living here in a bedroom community
of Washington D.C., it is only a matter of time until the feds
come to our library---if they haven't already. And only last
weekend I learned that the Department of Homeland Security has
put restrictions on what geneologists can request. Geneologists
for god's sake! For the record Mr. Ashcroft, I am being neither
paranoid nor having a hissy fit. I am asking a simple question.
And this time none of your arrogant, smart-assed replies. How
does preventing some old blue-haired geneologist from looking
at my aunt Gertrude's baptismal certificate prevent terrorists
from blasting me and old Bingo out of this garden shed? And exactly
how does surveillance of the reading habits of an aging redneck
pud like me make this nation one bit safer?"
(signed)
Ready to rumble,
Joe Bageant
I've not heard back from the
attorney general, but it's only been a week. So during the wait,
I've put aside for the moment this Mexican standoff between me
and the attorney general in order to contemplate the larger picture.
Maybe the problem is that I am not a "big picture guy."
It could very well be that aunt Gertrude's baptismal certificate
is somehow related to the war on terror and events in Baghdad,
via a strange web of connections far too vast for me to comprehend.
After all, I have seen stranger political events happen during
my lifetime, things with mysterious connective tissues far beyond
my humble grasp...chief among them being an altzheimer's victim
shaking his fist at the Berlin Wall and bringing down the enire
Soviet Union. I still haven't figured out how Reagan did that,
whether it was an optical illusion or just another example of
chaos theory, wherein the butterfly flaps its wings causing a
tornado in some other part of the world. Whatever the case, Reagan
has since been cannonized for having planned it that way from
the beginning. Who are we to doubt it? Given that a U.S. president
can rattle the global economy with a single pronouncement, or
push the red button at will (even while getting his joint copped
under the oval office desk, right there between those two flags,
if he so chooses) it's reasonable to assume that behind every
decision a president and his cabinet makes there is a sophisticated
master plan. Then again, maybe not. Ever since George W. Bush---whom
we call "Sparky" around our house---stepped onto the
Capitol steps and placed his beefy paw on the Good Book, my big-picture-guy
notion of the U.S. presidency, my image of the president as "the
man with the plan," has been shot to hell. In fact, I find
myself turning cranky at the very mention of the president's
name, which could be attributable to the Jim Beam, or it could
be my prostate acting up again. I dunno. But from where I sit,
it looks like more planning goes into our local Elk's Club picnic
than happens in the presidential cabinet these days. Neither
Sparky nor the other three horsemen of the chicken hawk apocalypse
ever give us a rationale for anything, at least not until after
the deal goes down, which does not exactly spell P-L-A-N to me.
And even then, the rationale or plan will not stay put, but rather
shifts around like a whore in church. What's more, members of
the president's own team keep defecting and telling us the White
House cabinet members are peddling big wheel tricycles around
the oval office without any real plan, other than getting reelected,
giving voting rights to unborn fetuses, and killing "the
bad guys." Personally, this has not been comforting. I doubt
Bingo likes it much either.
If that were all, it would
certainly be enough to make me double my dose of Prevacid. But
now I find that I may be an "enemy combatant" and not
even know it. At this very moment the president and his crew
are arguing in the Supreme Court that certain American citizens,
even those arrested inside the United States, are "enemy
combatants," a non-legal term invented out of thin air,
yet expected to be recognized in the Supreme Court of the United
States. In any case, once an American citizen is singled out
as an enemy combatant by the president, lo and bedamned, he or
she morphs into a U.S. military captive---a prisoner of war.
Well, actually, not even that lucky because the captive in this
case is not quite entitled to the rights of POWs, much less those
of an American citizen. They are not entitled to a lawyer or
a jury trial, and can and are being kept locked up in a windowless
cell for as long as the president sees fit. Which means forever,
if the president happens to be having a bad day. So if, for example,
John Ashcroft or Don Rumsfeld ever find my sympathetic email
correspondence with Muslim Middle Eastern friends, WHOOSH! I
could suddenly become an enemy prisoner of the U.S. military...shitting
in a crapper between interrogations in an undisclosed location,
instead of lounging on a bag of potting soil pondering all this
with Bingo. A seemingly small action on my part could lead to
huge disaster. It's one of those chaos theory butterfly wing
things.
In the meantime though, I am
surely being defended abroad, though precisely what threat to
this potting shed the Iraqis represented, I cannot say. The Pentagon
spends hundreds of billions a year on sci-fi techno-toys now
swarming like giant steel insects across the skies and the miserable
bombed-out mud brick moonscapes of the Middle East---only to
be blown up by semi-literate, sandal wearing villagers wielding
cell phone detonators, for crap sake. (Not a real confidence
builder there, Sparky.) Yes, I must confess to doubt. For the
life of me I cannot see how any American with more than two fingers
of forehead can find reassurance in reports of U.S. troops gunning
down Muslim demonstrators, or bombing Iraqi neighborhoods in
the process of liberation and democratization. One might suspect
that snuffing all those Iraqis---the collateral damage---and
the current photos of American torturers shown on worldwide TV
will breed more resentment and at least a few new terrorists,
say, a few hundred thousand. Somehow it smells like the same
pile the Israelis stepped into when they began doing those things
to the Palestinians. It could be that Iraqis love stepping out
to pick up the morning paper amid gunfire and mangled body parts.
Somebody needs to check this out.
I have always been accused
of going all the way around my elbow to get to my thumb; this
article is no exception. We started out bitching about John Ashcroft
sneering at my better half (I do not intend to drop the matter,
John. Keep your mouth off my wife!) and ended up in Iraq. Everything
seems to end up there these days, doesn't it? Maybe it is because
Iraq is where this malignant, festering boil on the American
geopolitical buttscape, the one that started as a pimple in the
White House, comes to a head. But what do I know? Say goodnight
Bingo. Joe Bageant is a senior editor for Primedia History Magazine
Group and a connoisseur of home grown tomatoes.
Joe Bageant is a senior editor at Primedia History
Magazine Group and a connoisseur of home grown tomatoes.He can
be reached at: Joseph_Bageant@Primediamags.com.
Weekend
Edition Features for May 8 / 9, 2004
Cockburn
/ St. Clair
Torture: as American as Apple Pie
Adam
Jones
America's Srebrenica: What About the Hundreds of POWs Suffocated
and Shot at Kunduz?
Douglas
Valentine
Who Let the Dogs Out?: Torture, the CIA and the Press
Kurt
Nimmo
Rush Limbaugh and the Babes of Abu Ghraib
Brian
Cloughley
Humpty Dumpty is Falling
Lucia
Dailey
Forbidden Games
Joanne
Mariner
* * * *: Redacting Moussaoui
Mickey
Z.
Please Forgive U.S.? (There Are No Innocent Bystanders)
John
Chuckman
The Thing with No Brain
Doug
Giebel
Someone Knew: There Were No WMDs
Norm
Dixon
How the Bush Gang Exploited 9/11
Sam
Bahour
A Guiding Light Falls on Ramallah
Susan
Davis
Disorderly Conduct as Fine Art
Dave
Marsh
In a Pig's Eye: Alan Lomax, Dead But Still Stealing
Laura
Flanders
Life with Dick and Lynne
Dave
Zirin
Fans Push Spiderman Off Base
Carolyn
Baker
Why I Won't Vote in 2004
Prince
"Ain't No Sense in Voting"
Dr.
Susan Block
Onan for Two: Liberating Masturbation
Poets'
Basement
Smith, Sleeth, Ford, Albert and Saska
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